I Can Copy Curses

"Why did the notification say that one could comprehend the true name of their Divine Soul just by passing the Trial of Heart, but now you're saying something else?" Orion asked, voicing his confusion.

"Ah, maybe you saw or heard wrong." The young man shrugged. "Or maybe it was made this way just to get people to participate in the trials. Who knows what the people above me are thinking?"

Orion didn't like the vagueness of the answer, but there wasn't much he could do about it. "I'm fine with it."

"Alright then, I'll send you out." The young man said. "Best of luck with your other trials."

As the young man finished speaking, Orion found himself back in the forest, the exact spot where he had disappeared before starting the Trial of Heart.

'I'm back.'

He said to himself, glancing around.

'I guess I should look for the other two trials. By the time I'm done with them, the numbers should be down significantly.'

He began planning his next move.

'I didn't find Tracy or Erza anywhere, so they're either far from me, or I'm just unlucky.'

Though worried about them, he knew there was nothing he could do if he couldn't find them.

'Let's just complete the other trials and hope I find them along the way.'

Orion made his decision and opened the red dot in his vision. Instantly, a radar-like interface appeared before him, displaying three distinct markers. One marker was a white triangular icon, while the other two were colored circles—one blue and the other green.

The interface was eerily familiar, reminding Orion of the maps he used to see in video games back on Earth. The layout, the icons, and even the smooth transitions felt like something straight out of a game. Experience tales at empire

'The triangle must represent my location, and the blue and green circles should indicate the locations of the other two trials.'

He reasoned while noticing that the blue icon was closest to the triangle. Deciding to head there first, he prepared to move.

'Let's get going.'

Using the Stormcaller curse and Blinding Speed, Orion vanished, racing through the forest toward the blue icon.

As Orion made his way through the forest, he encountered various participants attempting to kill him. Some attacked him individually, while others grouped together, hoping to overwhelm him. But Orion eliminated them all with swift precision, moving forward without hesitation. Those who didn't engage him, he ignored—his focus was on something far more important.

He realized that the key to this final assessment likely lay in comprehending the true names of their Divine Souls, a crucial step in advancing his power. Achieving that understanding was his priority before anything else, and with that in mind, he pressed on.

The primary objective was to be among the last 200 standing in Dreamshore. Orion knew he had to balance survival with personal growth, and this moment was pivotal.

Soon, he left the dense forest behind, emerging onto a vast plain. The grass here was a mix of green and brown, stretching out before him. The open space gave him a clearer view of the terrain ahead.

"Haha, found you!"

A chuckle sounded behind him just as a blue sword came flying toward him at breakneck speed.

Reacting quickly, Orion drew his sword and swung down.

Clang!

The ground shattered beneath them as their swords collided, sending sparks in all directions.

Orion frowned, feeling the strength behind the sword.

'Strange.'

Activating his Berserk Body curse, Orion overpowered the sword, sending it flying back. The blade tumbled across the ground before coming to a stop.

'Where is he?'

The voice he heard was male, but when he looked around, there was no one in sight—only the blue-glowing sword.

"No wonder the boss said you're special."

Again, Orion heard the voice, but this time it came from the direction of the sword.

"Ah, I forgot. I'm in weapon form."

The voice sounded again, and Orion realized it wasn't coming from a person but from the sword itself.

"You don't have to frown," the voice continued. "I am the sword, or you could say the sword is me."

The blue sword floated off the ground, flashed with blue light, and transformed into a human—a man with long blue hair.

"Ray Wiser. I've been looking for you since the assessment began, and I came here specifically for you," the man said, smiling.

"For me?" Orion was surprised. "Last I checked, I wasn't famous enough to be targeted."

The blue-haired man chuckled. "You're right. You're not famous or strong enough to be well-known in our domain, but our boss, the greatest woman who ever lived, said there are two special people in this assessment."

Orion didn't understand what this guy was talking about, but he played along. "Two people? Who's the other one?"

The blue-haired man scratched his head for a moment before answering with hesitation. "I don't really remember... Lark... Nark... or was it Mark?"

"Mark Prince?" Orion said, the name slipping out subconsciously.

"Yeah! Mark Prince!" The blue-haired man snapped his fingers, pointing at Orion. "Our boss mentioned that you and Mark Prince are the two special people in this entire final assessment."

"Oh?" Orion frowned, realizing someone had taken notice of their strength. 'Did our stunt where Mark and I raced last time get leaked?'

Looking at the man in front of him, Orion didn't recognize him, which meant he wasn't from one of the five cities on Planet Nio. If he wasn't from the planet, then his boss wasn't either.

But that raised a problem. If they weren't from Planet Nio, how did this boss know they were special?

"Is your boss also participating?" Orion asked.

The blue-haired man smiled. "Of course. She's at the top of the rankings, you know," he said proudly.

Orion's eyes narrowed. 'Top of the ranking... Zeref!' He couldn't believe the boss this person was talking about was the number one on the ranking—Zeref—and that Zeref was a woman.

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